I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 618 The Production Team Gives Out Perks (2 Updates)
The four of them stepped out of the villa, and the sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp scent, brushed against their cheeks, bringing a slight chill.

The distant sound of waves could be faintly heard, and the moonlight shone on the beach, casting a silvery-white glow.

Shinichi Kudo, hands in his pockets, turned to look at E Shiraishi: "Hey, what brings you out all of a sudden?"

Before Shiraishi E could answer, Sera Masumi interrupted, "Kudo Shinichi, haven't you noticed? There's something wrong with those maids."

Hattori Heiji was taken aback: "What's the problem?"

Sera Masumi lowered her voice: "Their movements were unnatural, they were very nervous, and even their smiles were a little stiff!"

Upon hearing this, Shinichi Kudo frowned slightly and thought carefully for a moment: "It seems... something is indeed not right."

Shiraishi E's gaze remained fixed on the maids.

After leaving the villa, they went straight to a separate building next door—the "maid dormitory" arranged by the production team.

"Shall we go in and take a look?" Shiraishi E suddenly asked.

"Huh?!" Shinichi, Heiji, and Sera Masumi stared wide-eyed almost simultaneously, shaking their heads frantically.

"Are you crazy?" Heiji lowered his voice. "You want to force your way in just because you suspect something? You have no evidence!"

Sera Masumi nodded repeatedly: "Yes! A detective needs evidence!"

Although Shinichi Kudo also felt that the maids were acting strangely, he remained rational: "It's better not to do that for now... Nothing has happened yet, and if we're just being paranoid, it could cause unnecessary trouble."

Shiraishi shrugged and didn't insist any further.

Anyway, he's not in a hurry. If something really goes wrong, he won't be the one who dies!
Besides, it would be too disappointing to ruin the mastermind's plan right from the start.

Since they couldn't investigate the maids' dormitory in depth for the time being, the four of them simply took a stroll around the island.

The island isn't very big; you can walk around it in about forty minutes.

Along the way, Sera Masumi continued to pester Shinichi Kudo relentlessly: "You really don't remember me?"

Shinichi, thoroughly annoyed by her questions, sighed helplessly, "I really haven't seen it before! If I had, I would definitely remember it."

Sera Masumi bit her lip and reminded her again, "I'll give you a hint—the beach! We met at the beach a long time ago, can you recall?"

Shinichi Kudo racked his brains, but couldn't remember anything. He could only shake his head and say, "Sorry, I really don't remember."

Sera Masumi's eyes dimmed, and she slumped her shoulders in disappointment: "Never mind..."

On the other side, Hattori Heiji and Shiraishi E walked side by side, chatting idly.

"Hey, Shiraishi," Heiji suddenly lowered his voice, "didn't you and Kazuha go to Yokosuka last time? And then there was a nuclear explosion there... What exactly happened?"

Shiraishi E glanced at him with a half-smile: "Do you want to know about the nuclear explosion, or do you want to know about Kazuha?"

Heiji's ears turned red instantly, but he tried to remain calm: "-Of course it's about the nuclear explosion!"

Shiraishi E chuckled lightly, not bothering to hide anything: "You might not believe it, but that nuclear explosion... was caused by me."

"Huh?!" Heiji stopped abruptly, his eyes widening. "Are you kidding me?"

Shiraishi E calmly recounted the whole story.

After listening, Heiji said speechlessly, "You're exaggerating way too much! Do you think you're making a movie? It's like a Hollywood blockbuster!"

Shiraishi E shrugged: "If you don't believe me, fine."

He understood the other party; after all, it's hard for anyone who wasn't involved to believe something like this.

Only by experiencing it firsthand can you know that it really happened.

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When the group returned to the villa, chatting casually, they found that the atmosphere in the hall had become somewhat awkward.

Many detectives were gathered in twos and threes, some whispering amongst themselves, while others wandered around the villa alone, trying to find possible clues.

Clearly, the competitive atmosphere of this "Detective Koshien" tournament has begun to take shape.

Miwako Sato walked over with a cup of coffee and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect that Hakuba Saguru really is Director Hakuba's son. I just checked, no wonder he looked familiar."

"What?" Shinichi Kudo and Heiji Hattori both widened their eyes at the same time.

Heiji couldn't help but retort, "He's got a bigger background than me, no wonder he's so arrogant!" Sera Masumi pouted and muttered under her breath, "No wonder he doesn't even look at me properly, he looks down on me!"

Shiraishi E chuckled lightly: "He looks down on all of us equally."

Everyone exchanged smiles, and the atmosphere lightened a bit.

However, as night deepened, everyone gradually prepared to go back to their rooms to rest.

After returning to her room, Shiraishi E did not rush to wash up.

He bought a detector from the bandit shop and started scanning the room.

It was supposed to be a routine check, but the detector suddenly emitted a slight "beep" sound near the bedside table.

“Interesting.” Shiraishi E squatted down and took out a miniature listening device from the gap in the bedside table.

He examined the ingenious device closely, a cold smile playing on his lips.

This listening device is clearly professional-grade; it doesn't seem like the kind of equipment a production crew would use to record footage.

Without hesitation, he crushed the bugging device, then looked up at the program camera operating in the corner of the wall—he didn't touch that, after all, it was an obvious surveillance device.

After finishing these tasks, Shiraishi E took her change of clothes to the private bathroom.

Warm water washed over his body, but his mind was racing: Who planted the listening devices? What was their purpose? And what did those maids represent?
After taking a shower, he casually picked up a mystery novel from the bookshelf and leaned against the headboard to read it.

He was engrossed in the cases and intrigues in the book, and before he knew it, he felt sleepy, so he turned off the light and went to sleep.

At 2:17 a.m., Shiraishi E's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Although his eyes were closed, his hearing had already caught the sound of the door lock being turned gently.

The person who came was not very professional, and the noise they made was quite loud.

It would be impolite to continue pretending to be asleep.

The door was gently pushed open, and light footsteps gradually approached the bedside.

Shiraishi E sat up and, by the moonlight, saw that a beautiful maid had entered.

The other person's neckline was very low, and the skirt was excessively short, with her long legs faintly visible under the black stockings.

"Mr. Shiraishi." The pretty maid chuckled, then walked directly to the camera and turned it off.

"The cameras are off now," the pretty maid said with a smile as she walked to the bedside. "What happens next won't be recorded."

"Please let me serve you well~"

As she spoke, she began to crawl into the other person's bed.

Shiraishi E looked at her with a half-smile: "Can I refuse?"

The maid smiled and asked in return, "Are you willing to refuse?"

She pressed herself against him, her soft body pressed tightly against Shiraishi E.

But the next second—

"boom!"

A precise chop to the back of the maid's neck.

Her expression remained frozen on her charming smile, but her body had already slumped down.

“Of course I’m willing to part with it,” Shiraishi E replied slowly.

With his current resistance to beauty, ordinary beauties are no longer of much use to him.

He began to examine the pretty maid's belongings.

However, after the inspection, nothing suspicious was found.

This made Shiraishi E feel a little strange. Could it be... that this is really a fan service?

(End of this chapter)